Page 21 of Rome with Dad's Best Friend

Marco makes a guttural noise and reaches up to grab his shirt by the collar, tearing it over his head instead of bothering with the buttons, throwing it down to the floor. He sits up momentarily to unbuckle his belt and thrust his pants down – and with them, the underwear fitted tightly to his ass and upper thighs, letting his cock bob hard and free.

I can’t take my eyes off it. It’s much bigger than I imagined, both thick and long. After a moment of staring, I realize that Marco is watching me with a smirk. Not only do I want to make him eat that smirk, but I want to get a closer look at him– so I reach out and touch it, lightly at first, then wrapping my hand around it. Just as I hoped, the smirk falls off Marco’s face, replaced by a moan of pleasure and an expression that almost looks like a wince.

“You want this, bella?” Marco asks. He does a little motion with his hips, and his member surges in my hands, moving as if it has a mind of its own.

I gasp a little before nodding. “Yes,” I tell him, because I really, really do.

He eases me down onto my back again, leaning over me once more, this time without any clothes between us. When he lays his length along mine I feel his hard rod against my thigh, pressing down, leaving a wet trail where it touches. Marco pulls me into a deep kiss, his tongue searching mine, and then I feel a pressure between my legs, a pressure in all of that wetness. Marco adjusts his stance only slightly, one hand down between us, guiding himself in, and I feel a nudge that seems far too big to fit inside where he is going.

It makes me gasp at first, the sensation of him gliding forward. The pressure is almost unbearable for just a moment until he slowly pushes through and begins to fill me up inside. He keeps inching forwards, just a little bit at a time, waiting for me to adjust and get more comfortable each time so that he doesn’t push me too far. Even as I love his steadiness, his concern, the way he looks after me, another part of me – primal and instinctive – wants him in all the way. Soon I think he must be in all the way, I’m so completely full, but still, he pushes on further, filling me more and more, until I can’t even imagine that such a thing would fit inside of me.

At last, he gives a low groan and I feel the connection between our two bodies slide home, pressed tightly against one another, no room for even a whisper more. He’s all the way inside, so deep it’s like he’s a part of me, and he looks down into my eyes with an open honesty that sears right down to my core, moving me deeply.

He pauses there for a long moment, but even I feel that instinctive call to move, to buck my hips against him, to move them up and down as he slides in and out, at first slowly, letting me feel all of these new sensations deeply and in turn.

Then we begin to move faster, in time, somehow moving to the same rhythm as though there is the same music playing in both of our bodies, so in tune and in sync. I gasp and moan as I feel that same sensation as before, though somehow different this time, all the pressure on the inside of my body and not the outside. Marco begins to thrust deeper and harder, his body crashing into mine, hitting that bundle of nerves, pushing me closer and closer to the edge…

I don’t want to hold on any longer. I want to feel that ecstasy, feel it pouring over every part of my body again. I let go as Marco thrusts in, again and again, feeling him go deeper, somehow impossibly bigger and thicker, and all I know is that I cry out his name as I let go, a wave of bliss wiping out my consciousness in a blur of white as I give in to the pleasure and only pleasure, letting everything else in the world disappear and fall away.Chapter SeventeenMarcoI lay beside Hannah on the bed, satiated and happy. After watching her come while calling out my name, feeling her grip tightening on me as she convulsed with pleasure, I could hold back no more. I had my own release, filling her with my seed and finally claiming her once and for all.

Now that the afterglow is beginning to fade away, and we both have our breath again, I reach over to roll my fingers across her breast, watching her sensitive nipple stand to attention as I toy with it.

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